2nd Floor Tower (Sahara)

Ptolemaios Sultanate Palace

After an event that shocked a Sultanate. How could the Palace be quiet. Since that day, the Palace has always been filled with people called by the Grand Sultan and Empress. Most of them were doctors from various floors trying to find out what happened to Cleopatra at the request of the Sultan and Empress.

But even though there were thousands who came, none of them were able to find out what happened. Fortunately, one of the Empress' old friends before she married Grand Sultan, had connections with people who could help.

Currently, that person was checking on Cleopatra privately in the bed in princess's room. Leaving the Empress and her old friend, waiting on the sofa in Cleopatra's room.

"I know I was the one who asked for help. But Fonce... Is it okay for you to be here now?" Asked Empress Thea worriedly to the woman in front of her.

The woman she called "Fonce" smiled kindly and casually.

"Hahaha, calm down... We're friend right?"

"We haven't seen each other in a while... How many years, huh? Since your wedding... 200 years?" she asked.

Empress Thea frowned slightly at how casual the person in front of her was.

"..... 237 years to be exact. Fonce, don't change the subject."

She let out a light sigh.

"I honestly just sent you a message on a whim. I didn't really expect you to come help me, considering how busy you are."

The Empress glanced at the person who was examining Cleopatra. Her expression was depressed.

"But who would have thought you'd actually come... Plus brought the Saintess here."

The woman, Fonce chuckled.

"Well, it just so happens that the Pope owes me a favor. So when I borrowed the Saintess for a while, he immediately allowed it."

"Seriously..." the Empress tired.

"Maybe the only person in the Tower who knows so many important people and can get away with so much is you."

"Hey, hey, it's not that bad! I still respect important people," Fonce denied.

"Aren't I, the Saintess and the Pope is important people?" asked the Empress.

Fonce thought for a moment, finally answering without burden.

"You are an old friend. Whether you be Top-Ranker, Emperor, Tyrant or Empress... To me, you are you. Then for the case of the Saintess and the Pope... Hmm... The Pope can also be considered an old friend, right? Saintess is like his own daughter. So to me, she's like a niece."

"........"

She stared at the woman with wide-eyed wonder. Her old friend had not changed at all. Although several centuries had passed since they last met. Perhaps that was something to be thankful for. Or maybe not.

"Alright, forget about that. Back to my first question."

The empress decided not to think about it.

Because there were more important things than that.

"Is it okay for you to be here now? Isn't the Meeting of the 3 Rules just a few days away?"

"So what does that have to do with me?"

Fonce pretended not to know.

This made the Empress smile in annoyance.

"Stop joking around. Why did you choose to come here instead of going to the third floor? You have to gamble between rulers, right?"

"Don't tell me..."

The Empress did not want to think about this possibility.

"You want your secretary replace you again!?"

"Didn't she lose last time?" worried the Empress.

In contrast to her worries. Fonce merely chuckled as she patted her friend's shoulder.

"Hahaha, I told you, take it easy."

"Nothing will happen."

"How can I be calm! Of course I'm worried about my daughter. But I don't want to ruin my friend's life because of it," said the Empress.

Fonce was touched. She hadn't expected the Empress to think of her to such an extent, given that the message she received really sounded desperate.

"Pfft... Stop frowning. You'll get wrinkles, you know," Fonce laughed amusedly.

The Empress frowned even more.

"Stop teasing me."

"As soon as the business here is done, you must leave immediately, okay?"

Fonce leaned her body against the back of the sofa.

"You, Shavey, Theria... Why don't you're all listen to my explanation first before jumping to conclusions?"

Empress, "Huh?"

Fonce looked at Empress Thea, her expression still calm and friendly. Yet it seemed strangely reliable.

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"I told you, there will be no problem."

"It just so happens that Vif is on a long vacation right now. I don't know the details. It seems like she got into trouble with another agency, so Vif's agency CEO made her take a leave of absence until the matter was resolved. Because it would be serious if Vif went berserk, right?" Fonce smiled.

"Yes, even though she is no longer active, Vif is still a ranker. Surely the CEO doesn't want to take any chances..." replied the Empress.

"Uh, no... Why is it connected to that? What does it have to do with your situation?" confused the Empress.

Fonce answered her casually.

"Well, during her vacation, that child was traveling to the lower floors. Coincidentally, right now she's on the 3rd Floor. So I asked her to replacing me gambling at the Meeting of 3 Rulers."

"What?" startled Empress Thea.

"You're asking Vif to replace you? Will that be alright? Isn't she... much more famous than you?" asked the Empress growing worried.

Fonce smiled wryly, "Do you really have to use 'much'?"

"It's true, isn't it? Her face is everywhere. I doubt there's anyone who doesn't know that child," the Empress replied as she tilted her head.

"Wouldn't it be bad if someone saw her at the Meeting of the 3 Rules?"

Fonce also knew that Vif was indeed that famous. She also knew what kind of risks the woman would face if her face was seen in public. Hence...

"You really think I made her replace me without preparation?"

"You know yourself what that girl's acting and gambling skills are like. Even without my help, she should be fine. She's not baby. And I already lent her my mask," Fonce said.

Now the Empress felt relieved.

"Ara~ Tell me from earlier that you lent her your mask."

"So you trust my mask more than me?" complained Fonce sadly.

The empress giggled amusedly.

"Fufufu... Does that sound like it? I didn't mean it that way. It's just... it's reassuring to hear that she brought your mask. Because there's no better disguise item than the 7 Deadly Sins mask in the Tower, right?"

Now it was Fonce who looked at the Empress with a wry smile.

"You just want to boast about the items you made, huh?"

"Not really."

Since it seemed like the Empress had calmed down. Fonce leaned back again. She glanced at the painting of the Sultanate Family displayed in Cleopatra's room.

"......"

"Enough about me. I've been wondering about one thing," Fonce said after a brief pause.

Empress, "?"

"Where is Tess? (Sultan Auletes) I haven't seen him since earlier. Didn't he hear the Saintess coming?"

The Empress joined in staring at the same painting. Her expression became more intense.

"...... Sire, huh... Before your arrival, he had been accompanying Cleopatra for quite some time while searching for the one who healed her."

"But since he was not found, the Ministers dragged him back to the work," smiled the Empress.

"Haha... I don't know why I can imagine that," Fonce giggled.

Fonce's eyes shifted to Cleopatra.

"But yeah... I think it's natural."

"Yeah..."

"Blindness caused by clairvoyance has been confirmed by all doctors and even the Saintess as total blindness with no way to cure it. How could the person who can cure it like it's nothing, be an ordinary person."

"At least, I have never heard of such a thing in my thousands years life," Fonce thought suspiciously.

"This is also why I came all the way to the 2nd Floor in the middle of a pile of tasks from my Guild. If our Guild can obtain such a person... our fatal flaws can be covered."

Meanwhile, the Saintess who was examining Cleopatra's eyes and Nova was petrified on the spot. Her face looked utterly shocked, her eyes were perfectly rounded and her expression seemed to say how incredulous she was about the situation of the girl in front of her.

"Anu... Saintess-sama?" worried Cleopatra.

"!"

The Saintess regained her senses. Still with her shocked expression, she hurriedly left Cleopatra and returned to the sofa where the Empress and Fonce were.

"Huh? Finished already? So fast," Fonce said after seeing her coming.

"I have to go back to the Holy Temple right now!" said the Saintess, confusing everyone there.

"Suddenly!?" puzzled Fonce.

"What's wrong? Did something bad happen to my daughter?" asked the Empress worriedly. She had never seen the Saintess to that extent.

The Saintess shook her head.

"Quite the opposite."

"?"

"Her eyes are fully healed. She can see like a normal person. There are no side effects whatsoever. Her clairvoyance is still there. You don't need to worry. Princess Cleopatra is very healthy (the eyes) and will be fine (the eyes)."

The Saintess' answer only confused them more.

"Then why are you rushing back?" asked the Empress still worried.

The saintess smiled. A smile that was hard to understand.

"I have detailed the condition of Princess Cleopatra's body in the document on the table."

"You can read that later to find out the details. For now, please let me return to the 30th Floor (Sacred Continent) to confirm and report something to the Pope."

Fonce restrained the Saintess' hand.

"Wait! Tell me what happened first! After that you can go back."

Steadfast in her stance of not spreading too much information, the Saintess' eyes were stern.

"I can't tell you the details before I finish confirming it at the Holy Temple. Even if the one requesting it is you Rouge-sama. I apologize to you as well, Your Highness Empress."

"You just need know, you don't need to worry about Princess Cleopatra. She is fine. In fact, it seems that she met an extraordinary person who helped her."

"!"

The Empress gasped.

"Do you know who healed Cleopatra?"

This time the Saintess shook her head.

"No, I don't. Not yet. I have to go back to find out. But whoever it is, I can assure you she is not the one who would hurt your daughter."

"You may consider that your daughter has already received a gift from the Goddess."

Empress and Fonce, "???"

Slowly, the Saintess released Fonce's hand.

"I can leave now, right? I don't have much time. Before I forget the taste of this Nova."

Although somewhat hesitant and still confused, Fonce let go of Saintess' hand.

"A-Ah... Please... Is it okay, Thea?"

The Empress nodded doubtfully.

"Yes... Please, Saintess-sama... Thank you very much for examining Cleopatra... I will make sure to send a gift to the Holy Temple later, as well as formally thank you with Grand Sultan."

The hurried Saintess gave a small nod.

"You are welcome. It was a pleasure to help. I apologize that I am in a hurry now. If you have any questions later, you can come to my room in Holy Temple. I will talk to the Paladin to let you see me personally."

"Alright, that's it. Once again, thank you Saintess-sama..." the Empress bowed very politely.

Saintess also bowed slightly like that woman.

"Yes."

Leaving the two women full of question marks, Saintess walked straight out of the room and sped as fast as she could to the waiting Paladins. As she had said earlier, Saintess wanted to go back immediately and confirm something.

"Energy left in that girl's eyes... There's no mistaking it... It's Veeha! How could... the purest form of Nova appear here!?"

"Plus... This Veeha is much stronger and purer than mine and the Arc-Angels. What kind of existence came to Princess Cleopatra's aid exactly!?"

"I must confirm this as soon as possible! If such a being were to come to the Tower... Something big will definitely happen."